After a moment of silence, Yennie nodded and turned to leave the room.
The meaning behind the bridge was very clear.
If he wanted to know what happened twenty years ago, he had to save the the Jiang family again.
But this time, the the Jiang family was caught in a trap. The crime of spies had already put the two Tai Mountain in an unfavorable position. No one could save the the Jiang family from this catastrophe. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't do anything about it.
Leaning against the railing at the door, she looked around at the lush bamboo forest.
For the first time, Yennie felt that she could do nothing by herself.
In an hour.
Yennie saw some familiar faces and kept going in and out of the Wind- listening Pavilion.
Walking forward with a deep face, she came out with disappointment.
However, to Yennie's curiosity, Adolph father and son did not show up at such an important night.
As the most powerful clan in the the Jiang family, they should stay with the bridge at all times at the moment of the family's life and death. The sudden disappearance of these two made Yennie have a bad feeling about what would happen tonight.
"Come in."
After the first guest left, the voice of the old man coming from the bridge by the river came from the house.
Yennie pushed the door open and walked in. Under the dim light, she saw an old man with silver hair sitting on an old-fashioned wooden armchair, staring blankly at her.
"Home, Family Head?"
Yennie was stunned.
Although the bridge on the bank of the river was over eighty years old this year.
But because of the long- term maintenance and Qi-refming, his mental state and function were similar to that of a man in his fifties or sixties.
Although he had wrinkles on his face, his face was still red and he was in high spirits. Even his hair and beard were half white...
However, this old man with silver hair and a white beard in front of him was as pale as snow.
If it weren't for the previous clothes and the familiar feeling, Yennie couldn't believe that he was actually on the shore bridge!
The bridge on the bank of the river seemed to have entered the earth in an instant. The wrinkles on his face were like a gully on the plateau. Even his eyes began to lose focus, and he could not see any spirit.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Yennie stood at the door and asked with confusion in her eyes.
"Come in and sit down."
The sound of the bridge on the bank of the river was weak. It was more like breathing than talking.
Yennie nodded, closed the door, went into the house, and sat in front of the bridge by the river.
Although Yennie couldn't call the names of those people who just entered the room, she also roughly knew what kind of positions these people were in.
From the underworld to the underworld, these people were almost all the resources that the the Jiang family could use at present.
Obviously, the last hope of the the Jiang family had also failed.
With the failure of hope, the most vivid life of the leader of the the Jiang family, who had been in charge of the the Jiang family for nearly twenty years, was completely drained.
There was no more hope of survival.
Looking at the blurred eyes on the river bank, Yennie's heart, which had been calm for many years, could not help but stir up waves.
She seemed to realize that at this last moment, the Master of the the Jiang family, the old man who had experienced all kinds of things, finally wanted to say something.
"Roger."
The bridge on the shore of the river was out of breath for a moment, and then slowly spat out these two words.
"Roger?"
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